El Polaco — Con La Misma Canción song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Con La Misma Canción" by El Polaco.
Lyrics
Nunca pense que ella
Fuera la dueña de mi tristeza
Por que era tan bella
Pero destruyo todo mi existencia
Eran las diez de la noche
Y no podia dormir
Tome la llave del coche
Y dije voy a salir
Llegue a una discoteca
De fama popular
Apenas entre en el area
Me empezaron a jockear
El dj la cabina mi musica a sonar
Pero yo nunca imagine con que me iba
A encontrar.
Era mi novia y estaba con el
Era mi novia que me era infiel
Era mi novia y estaba con el
A que mujer tan cruel
Y con la misma cancion
Esa cancion que un dia la escribi yo
Ella en la pista entro
Abrazo su espalda y lo beso
Y con la misma cancion
Esa cancion que un dia la escribi yo
Ella en la pista entro
Abrazo su espalda y lo beso…
Que ironia de la vida
Que ironia que ironia ser artista
Que ironia en este mundo
Cuando te engañan
Sientes un dolor profundo
Y con la misma cancion
Esa cancion que un dia la escribi yo
Ella en la pista entro
Abrazo su espalda y lo beso
Nunca pense que ella
Fuera la dueña de mi tristeza
Y vos fijate como suena
El polaco!!!
Eran las diez de la noche
Y no podia dormir
Tome la llave del coche
Y dije voy a salir
Llegue a una discoteca
De fama popular
Apenas entre en el area
Me empezaron a jockear
El dj la cabina mi musica a sonar
Pero yo nunca me imagine con que me iba
A encontrar.
Era mi novia y estaba con el
Era mi novia que me era infiel
Era mi novia y estaba con el
A que mujer tan cruel
Y con la misma cancion
Esa cancion que un dia la escribi yo
Ella en la pista entro
Abrazo su espalda y lo beso
Y con la misma cancion
Esa cancion que un dia la escribi yo
Ella en la pista entro
Abrazo su espalda y lo beso…
Nunca pense que ella
Fuera la dueña de mi tristeza
Y con la misma cancion
Lo agarro lo beso
En la pista quede yo
Observando lentamente toda su confinacion
Pues tanto que la quise
Tanto que la adore yo
Para que ella me pagara con traicion
Con la misma cancion
Esa misma cancion
Que en un momento de amor
Mi corazon le escribio
Y con la misma cancion…
El polaco!!!
Y con la misma cancion
Esa cancion que un dia la escribi yo
Ella en la pista entro
Abrazo su espalda y lo beso…
Que ironia de la vida
Que ironia que ironia ser artista
Matias R. -Gral Pico- La Pampa
Lyrics translation
I never thought that she
Be the owner of my sadness
Because she was so beautiful
But I destroy my entire existence
It was ten o'clock at night
And I couldn't sleep
Take the car key
And I said I'm going out
Come to a nightclub
Popular fame
Just enter the area
They started jockeying me.
The dj the booth my music to sound
But I never imagined what I was going with
To find.
She was my girlfriend and I was with him.
It was my girlfriend who was unfaithful to me
She was my girlfriend and I was with him.
What a cruel woman
And with the same song
That song I wrote one day
She on the track walked in
I hug his back and kiss him
And with the same song
That song I wrote one day
She on the track walked in
I hug his back and kiss him…
What an irony of life
What irony what irony to be an artist
What irony in this world
When they cheat on you
You feel a deep pain
And with the same song
That song I wrote one day
She on the track walked in
I hug his back and kiss him
I never thought that she
Be the owner of my sadness
And you notice how it sounds
The pole!!!
It was ten o'clock at night
And I couldn't sleep
Take the car key
And I said I'm going out
Come to a nightclub
Popular fame
Just enter the area
They started jockeying me.
The dj the booth my music to sound
But I never imagined what I was going with
To find.
She was my girlfriend and I was with him.
It was my girlfriend who was unfaithful to me
She was my girlfriend and I was with him.
What a cruel woman
And with the same song
That song I wrote one day
She on the track walked in
I hug his back and kiss him
And with the same song
That song I wrote one day
She on the track walked in
I hug his back and kiss him…
I never thought that she
Be the owner of my sadness
And with the same song
I grab him I kiss him
I'm on the track.
Slowly observing all its confinement
Well, I loved her so much.
So much that I adore her
So that she would pay me with betrayal
With the same song
That same song
That in a moment of love
My heart wrote to him
And with the same song…
The pole!!!
And with the same song
That song I wrote one day
She on the track walked in
I hug his back and kiss him…
What an irony of life
What irony what irony to be an artist
Matias R.-Gral Pico - La Pampa